Familiar Quotations: Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Source Passages and Phrases in Common UseLittle, Brown, 1872 - 778 páginas |
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... fool . Love me little , love me long . " Ibid . Act ii . RICHARD HOOKER . Ibid . Act iv . 1553-1600 . Of Law there can be no less acknowledged , than that her seat is the bosom of God , her voice the harmony of the world : all things in ...
... fool . Love me little , love me long . " Ibid . Act ii . RICHARD HOOKER . Ibid . Act iv . 1553-1600 . Of Law there can be no less acknowledged , than that her seat is the bosom of God , her voice the harmony of the world : all things in ...
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... fool . Love me little , love me long.2 Ibid . Act ii . RICHARD HOOKER . Ibid . Act iv . 1553-1600 . Of Law there can be no less acknowledged , than that her seat is the bosom of God , her voice the harmony of the world : all things in ...
... fool . Love me little , love me long.2 Ibid . Act ii . RICHARD HOOKER . Ibid . Act iv . 1553-1600 . Of Law there can be no less acknowledged , than that her seat is the bosom of God , her voice the harmony of the world : all things in ...
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... fool to make me merry , than experience to make me sad . Very good orators , when they will spit . Act iv . Sc . 1 . are out , they Act iv . Sc . I. Men have died from time to time , and worms have eaten them , but not for love . Act iv ...
... fool to make me merry , than experience to make me sad . Very good orators , when they will spit . Act iv . Sc . 1 . are out , they Act iv . Sc . I. Men have died from time to time , and worms have eaten them , but not for love . Act iv ...
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... . He hath eaten me out of house and home . Thus we play the fools with the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds Act ii . Sc . I. time , and the and mock us . Act ii . Sc . 2 . King Henry IV . , Part II . , continued 60 Shakespeare .
... . He hath eaten me out of house and home . Thus we play the fools with the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds Act ii . Sc . I. time , and the and mock us . Act ii . Sc . 2 . King Henry IV . , Part II . , continued 60 Shakespeare .
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... pace from day to day , To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death . Out , out , brief candle ! Macbeth continued . ] Shakespeare . Life's but a walking 98 Shakespeare .
... pace from day to day , To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death . Out , out , brief candle ! Macbeth continued . ] Shakespeare . Life's but a walking 98 Shakespeare .
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Página 299 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Página 95 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Página 508 - ... or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern. Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was : and the spirit shall return unto GOD Who gave it.
Página 78 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Página 99 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Página 213 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into naught ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Página 56 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable, That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Página 27 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes: 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown: His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings. It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Página 440 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone? Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one? You have the letters Cadmus gave; Think ye he meant them for a slave?
Página 107 - She wish'd she had not heard it ; yet she wish'd That Heaven had made her such a man : she thank'd me ; And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her.